Tao Yi's stiff body and colorful jokes plunged her into the fear of nightmares again.

She actually can't remember the details, but that kind of warm torture, deep into the bone marrow of the hot, let her think of it, will be deeply afraid of helplessness...

Feeling the stiffness of his feet, Mojun slowly opened the night.

He stood up and looked down at Tao Yi's pale face.

"What are you afraid of?"

Tao Yi stiffly pulled a joke and put his feet in place.

"What does Master say? It's very late..."

"What are you afraid of? Am I terrible? Let you shake like this?

Tao Yi gave up his...